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Sharing has always been on of my cherished values. Growing up with seven siblings, it was also a modus operandi in my childhood home. One thing I didn’t share, however, was my lovers – until now.
Melody is my old drinking buddy. Over the years we’ve bagged a lot of men, but always went our own way, and shared the gossip then next morning – or afternoon, depending on how Mr. Perfect performed! One night, all that changed.
We don’t go out as much as we used to. Jobs and bills keep us more or less tamed. But Saturday nights are still our guilt-free playtime, and on this particular night, we both set our eyes, and our claws, on one man. Spencer. He was tall, good looking, and already naked in the eyes of all the girls in the pub.
As luck would have it, Spence seemed interested in me. I haven’t seen twenty in a quite a few years, but I can still out-sexy the twenty-one crowd. Good genes I guess. Spence approached our table and asked if he could join us. No-brainer in my book, and both Melody and I motioned him to sit. And yes, we exchanged a few ‘eat me’ looks with some of the other ladies.
Spence was quite a talker. He liked to tell stories, and really kept me and Melody engaged every minute. It never even occurred to Melody to scout out another weekend romp, so when closing time came, it was just the three of us. Awkward? Yes. I had never seen Melody nude. Hell, I have never even seen her tits. Nor has she seen mine.
That was about to change. And what great tits she had.
Spence broke the ice by telling us he was just passing through, and had a nice room at an upscale hotel. We both knew the place all too well. Melody and I exchanged that ‘you only live once’ look, and we were out the door with our catch of the day.
His room was stunning, and certainly the best I’ve been laid in. First up was the bar, and a nice brandies all around. Spence kept the mood light and angst-free with his never-ending stories.
After two brandies, sex was all I could think of. Lots of sex. All night sex. Delicious, sweaty sex. And, oddly enough, I couldn’t stop thinking about Melody’s body.
I made the first move. My temptation was to kiss Melody, but I thought it best to let Spence set the rhythm on how this was going to play out, so I cuddled up to him and took off his tie. Melody followed with his shoes.
We soon had him naked, and felt him up with our hands and kisses. I think Melody and I were shy and unsure about our own sexuality at this moment, and neither of us made a move to undress.
Spence took care of that as well.
He first removed my blouse and bra, then Melodies. We stole glances at each other’s breasts as Spence finished baring them. He then led us to the bed, where he sat and pulled us close enough to suck our nipples, first mine, then Melody’s, and then mine again. He went back and forth, even pressing one of my breasts against Melody’s to get our nipples touching, so he could suck us both at the same time. That was really a thrill.
As Spence continued his titty love, he started rubbing our pussies through our jeans. I had to rest my hand on Melody’s shoulder to keep my balance, and she pretty much needed to do the same.
Spence next slipped our jeans off, then resumed his expert pussy rub and his expert nipple kissing. Very nice, simple pleasures, and just enough to relax all my nervous energy about doing this with Melody. Once he had us both giving up a little cream, he slipped our panties off and gave us both a nice finger job. Neither of us came, but it was a nice warm up for what Spence had in mind next.
He laid back with his pecker standing straight up, and his handsome face just waiting for a squatter. Melody and I exchanged glances, and she motioned for me to take the cock. I climbed on and let that nice piece of man meat slip up inside me. Melody climbed on his face and settled on Spence’ wagging tongue. The ride began!
As I rode Spence’ cock, I watched Melody’s back arch and writhe to the pleasure she was getting. My eyes followed a little sweat that tricked down her spine and to her butt, and I suddenly found myself mesmerized by her pink anus. From my station, I could also see Spence’ tongue slip up inside Melody’s pussy. She definitely had a lot more petal than me, and it was mildly entertaining to watch all that pink dance around Spence’ digging search for pussy gold.
Maybe she knew I was watching because the two of them put on quite a show. Melody would drag her wet petals back and forth, and up and down across Spence’ mouth, glazing his nose and chin with spittle and cream, while Spence tapped his finger against her anus. When Melody finally came, she held herself open and worked her pussy muscles so she could squirt her happy milk into the waiting, gaping mouth. I couldn’t stand it anymore. I had to know.
To make my desire for Melody less obvious, I nudged her forward just enough so I could kiss Spence, and by so doing, suck what was left of Melody’s gift off Spence’ lips. It was sweet and silky, and I had just a small pang of guilt for stealing it from ‘ol Spence.
I peeked up and saw Melody watching me from between her legs. I guess she knew what I was up to because she gave me a sensuous wink. I took that as an invite to head for the source, and wasted no time in making good on it. Her pussy was warm, buttery, and smelled of hyacinth. I sucked her long petals into my mouth and just chewed on them a few moments. It was all the excitement I needed to trigger my own orgasm, and I had to pull away from Melody to get my clitoris firm against Spence’ pubis to make the most of the moment.
Once finished, I dismounted my handsome stallion and cuddle up along side him. Melody had other plans. She played my same game by sucking my orgasm off Spence’ cock, then glancing up at me, waiting for her invite. I opened my legs, and she repaid me the oral favours. Girls, even the newly-initiated, definitely know where and how to tongue-bathe a pussy. It was delicious.
Spence had yet to come, and I think he deserved some pleasure. Melody and I were about to change places when Spence instead instructed us both on all fours, and side-by-side. Must have been quite a view for him.
He nudged our legs a little so we crossed them, with mine under Melody, and hers under me. Spence then lay down with his head tucked between our crossed feet, and stared up at our pussies. We knew what he wanted, and took turns offering our pinks to him, first Melody’s, then with a sway of our conjoined hips, an he was slurping mine. We moved back and forth like a synchronized dance till we were both delirious from the pleasure and the eroticism of it all. Two girls sitting on one face. Lucky boy, Spence!
When Spence started jerking, Melody and I both looked back to see him furiously masturbating himself to orgasm. I had to see this, and Melody and I both watched as Spence shot his cream sky high.
Watching a man pleasure himself was another first for me, and it didn’t end there. Many ‘firsts’ were yet to come, with the grand finaly a little surprise Spence must have been planning all along: a long and thick strap-on with bells and whistles. When I first saw it, I was about to say no. However, when Melody snatched it up and gave me a sweet come-fuck-me wink, I just had to partake.
She helped me get it buckled on, gave me a lingering kiss, then offered up her pussy doggy style. At first I felt clumsy, like a puppy trying to walk for the first time. Once I had a rhythm going, however, and picked up on how to read a pussy, I gave Melody a sound seeing to.
Where was Spence? Sitting in a big club chair sipping brandy, and watching his two girls spend the rest of the night fucking each other silly. When we woke the next morning, there was a note saying he had to catch a plane, but would be back in a month’s time.
He also said we could order room service and he’d pick up the tab. Wow, a real gentleman!
It was still early, and check-out wasn’t for another four hours, so we did what any two ladies with an expensive room, an open tab, a king-size bed, and durable strap-on would do.
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A.W.
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